Sep 29, 2005 20:53
Take a drag and sit down on the curb,
I know you have the time to kill.
What is it you do with all of your time anyway?
With no home, no family, or any friends,
One starts to wonder how it's spent.
Eighteen years you've sat and wondered.
Do you remember when you were just a child?
Did you ever think that you would be this blessed?
With no home, no family, or any one else,
Your life has become a massive mess.
Oh dear child, alone in the streets,
No one really cares for you.
Oh dear child, please do not weep.
You have to pick yourself up and go it alone.
You have no other choice.
All of the pictures have faded along with your hopes,
Nothing ever turns out like it should.
And the childhood memories you used to possess,
Have all faded away along with all your good.
Oh dear child, alone in your life,
No one really cares if you live or die.
Oh dear child, you will be alright.
You have to pick yourself up and go on alone.
Go on alone....